New Glasses

In October I had a little accident on the bus, my glasses case was in my trouser pocket and it slipped out of it… So today, four months later, I finally got a new pair. When I put them on for the first time, I realised just how bad my vision usually is, everything suddenly looked so nice. As such, I decided to take a little walk through town before coming home.
     took a stroll through a nearby park and enjoyed seeing everything in a much more refined detail, a dog jumping and catching a ball mid-air in the distance, the fine detail on the trees and all of those other nice things I could now see.
    Unfortunately, it wasn’t all nice.
    I realised now that, rather than just being blurry figures, I could quite clearly see people in the distance. However, the unhappy truth is that people don’t always do nice things. I turned around a corner of the path in the park and then saw that there were two teenagers, a male and a female, sitting ahead of me in a kind of out of the way corner of the park. Obviously these two teenagers hadn’t seen me, because the male then stood up, faced the sitting girl and lowered the front of his trousers… It’s hard for me to write what he was doing without being explicit, but it seemed he had something to show her.
    Not wanting to see such a horrifying thing, I decided to take a drink of water and hold my bottle in my mouth so that it stuck outward in a position which blocked the two of them out of my sight. Oddly enough, I totally forgot about the whole thing until only a second ago, I guess I was trying to repress it.
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Goodbye

This isn’t the last entry on this blog or anything (well, as far as I know anyway), it’s just one on the subject of saying goodbye.
In a movie and/or a television series, whenever two very close people say goodbye it’s usually a very emotional affair, but, in real life, I don’t things quite happen like that. When you’re used to seeing somebody every single day, when this comes to an end you, more than likely, won’t realise the full implications. You’ll say “Goodbye, I’ll miss you” or something like that, but all the emotion will be on a purely subconscious level, those words won’t mean particularly much to you.
Several months later, your life will have adapted to having been separated from your friend(s) but then you’ll look back to the times when you saw them every day and it’ll cause an emotion which the English language doesn’t really have a word for. You be sad as such, because like I said, you’ll have adapted, gotten used to it and made new friends, but at the same time you still won’t be wholly happy because you’ll miss those who aren’t there. It’s a very hard emotion to describe really, but it’s at these times when you realise really how amazing it was to see those people every single day. Even if your relationship with somebody has been reduced to meeting somebody only every fortnight or something, rather than full-fledged separation, it’s likely to still cause this feeling. No matter how good your friendship may be with people, when you’re separated you’ll really learn to appreciate and love them more. Well, maybe not, but I do anyhow.

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Gay Argument

A few does ago I posted an entry talking about my Wonderful Writing Website, which is a website I made for Creative Writing coursework. I post pieces of my own writing on there and pieces by any other writer who’d like to contribute! Here’s ‘Gay Argument’ a non-fiction piece of writing which I posted on there, hopefully this little taster will persuade you to take a visit to the site yourself (here’s a link).

I don’t particularly like the fact that I’m often mistaken for being gay. I have nothing at all against homosexuals, but I don’t want people to think I’m gay. I mean, it’d be like if everybody thought you were a huge fan of a certain TV series and so bought you all of the DVDs, even though there’s another programme you’d much prefer (Or maybe your just more of a book person?).
    Nonetheless, my good friend Elliott Egan was really rather insistent that I was secretly gay. I may not be the epitome of masculinity, but that doesn’t place me in an entirely different sexual orientation. He even decided to explain to me the ‘evidence’ of this claim.
    The fact that I had ‘made out with a guy’ was his strongest point. But to tell it like that is to tell it completely inaccurately. I would tell the story as me being ‘indecently attacked’ by a guy. I suppose I had better give the details.  My good friend Christian Watkins had thrown a house party and had, rather kindly, invited me. He and I had parted ways about a year or so before and during that time he had made some new friends, and these friends were a little crazy if you know what I mean. After a couple of alcoholic beverages one of the females there was ready to take off their clothes and become nude. Luckily though I was able to persuade her to remain clothed (this was also used as ‘evidence’ by Egan). Anywho, the evening went along and I stayed in the garden doing general party things, by which I mean standing around and drinking water. I then overheard a conversation between three of the partygoers who were stood a short distance from me.
    “Ah, go on,” said a male, “you know you want too!”
    “No we don’t!” replied a female. “It’s just gross.”
    “Nah, it’ll be great!” he protested enthusiastically.
    “Don’t be stupid, we’re not going to make out with each other,” said the second female. “You wouldn’t make out with another guy if a girl told you to would you? So why would we?”
    “I’m secure enough with my sexuality that I can happily make out with a guy.”
    “Alright, prove it then,” teased one of them.
    And so he did.
    He then grabbed the guy nearest to him and started making out with him, just to prove his point. Rather unfortunately for me, I happened to be the nearest guy to him. Now, before I go on to explain exactly what happened, let me give you a little description of my male suitor: he was very tall, almost as tall as I am, the difference was he was also rather muscular, he probably was quite a skilled rugby player or something. I, meanwhile, am rather thin and weak, so when this large man grabbed me in his strong arms and proceeded to have his wicked way with me, there wasn’t a particularly large number of things I could do about it. At first, I tried to squirm free of his grasp, but that proved to be entirely futile. Then I thought of something, I would have smiled at the idea of my new escape plan, but, as it was, my mouth was full at that precise moment. I always carry a water bottle with me, if I gave him a quick squirt to the back of the head, this was bound to bring this madness to an end.  Alas, it seemed I was too tightly gripped to grab my plastic companion.  It was with this failed escape plan that I decided to give up and accept my unlucky fate.
    Sometime later he had finished with me, and once he had, he returned to his two female friends (but not before thanking me for “letting”him do that). I think the whole thing had lasted for about ten seconds but it felt as if it lasted an awfully long time to me, I’m sure I could have watched Back to the Future during it. I rinsed my mouth out was some water and that was the end of the situation. This does quite clearly show that I was a strictly neutral party in this endeavour and not, as Egan was insisting, doing anything gay.
    “Yeah maybe,” Egan replied. “But what about that time on ChatRoulette?”
    Now, for those who’re unfamiliar with ChatRoulette, I’ll briefly describe it to you: it’s a website where you’re put into video chats using webcams with total strangers. I’ve made some lovely internet friends through this website so I do occasionally use it. During one particular visit, a couple of females appeared on the screen looking back at me.
    “Hello!” I typed. “How are you?”
    “We’re good… want to play a game? ;)”
    “Yes, of course! What shall we play? Word association? I quite like word association…”
    “Not that kind of game ;)…”
    These two strangers then proceeded to take off all of their clothes.
    “Ah right…” I wrote, feeling rather disappointed.
    “Wanna see us do stuff?” she and her friend had rather mischievous smiles upon their faces.
    I had to handle the situation delicately “Hmm, I don’t mean to sound rude, but would you mind putting your clothes back on? If you do we could have a nice regular chat, and we could play word association!”
    The mischievous grins dropped and frowns formed. A second later the pair of them were gone and the words “Your partner disconnected” had appeared.  A narrow escape there. Now, Egan may use this as evidence for my supposed homosexuality “any guy would love that situation” being his pain point, but I think what he meant to say was “I would love that situation”.
    And so that’s Egan’s argument about me being gay. I’m hoping you’ll have come to a different conclusion than he did after reading it. Luckily, these are the only two major points he has in favour of his argument. However, rather pessimistically I suppose, I wouldn’t be surprised if he finds himself with some more ‘evidence’ sooner or later…

EDIT: The Wonderful Writing Website no longer exists. Sorry.
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10 Accidents Caused by First Buses

I have four bus rides almost every day so I have realised that First Buses can be a little clumsy sometimes. Here are ten accidents caused by them which happened over the last six months:

10. I think I’ll start with the least exciting of the accidents. You know how sometimes the bus drivers like to turn the engine off at every bus stop? Well, I guess this isn’t a very clever idea; one day the bus driver pulled into a bus stop the passengers got on and he prepared to drive away again. Unfortunately, when he did try to drive a way the bus engine wouldn’t turn on again… Luckily it did start eventually, but only after about ten to fifteen minutes of futile attempts by the busman.

9. On my commute, I go through several rather countryside-y areas. At night, it’s usually hard to see much through the windows, but one evening I saw something that looked rather odd: One of the buses was crashed into a bush and seemingly waiting for a nearby tow-truck to pull it out.

8. I’m sure you’d know what I meant if I told you that bus riding is a bit ‘wobbly’. One time the driver pressed perhaps a little too hard on the breaks, meaning that, not only did the people standing up fall and have to grab onto something, but the majority of the passengers fell out of their seats too.

7. To get out of Bath Spa University, the long orange buses have to pull out onto a very busy road. Obviously, if you’re going to pull out into a busy road you need, not only, to do it carefully in order to avoid any problems for yourself, but also to avoid causing problems for other traffic. Well, one time the busman simply drove out, barely turning at all, and then ended up stuck in the middle in a position which blocked all other traffic from passing. It took quite some time for the busman to get us out of that sticky situation.

6. Some busmen are quite kind and, even if a bus isn’t due to leave in some time, they’ll let you sit inside the immobile bus in order to keep warm. One time, while sitting in an immobile bus, another busman came in and started chatting to the driver; he told him a story which really makes you wonder how safe bus driving is: apparently a friend of his (also a bus driver) had spoken to a bus mechanic because he was a little concerned that he bus might have a problem with it. The mechanic checked the bus’s engine and all the other parts and then assured him that it was all fine. Then, just as the busman was driving off again, the engine ‘exploded’.

5. This next bus accident links directly to the previous one. Once the two busmen had finished talking about the bus which had ‘exploded’, they moved onto another recent bus related misadventure. One bus driver had been driving along in one of the orange buses (ones which are twice of long, have a bendy bit and also an extra door near the middle) and he inadvertently forgot to close the doors in the middle of the bus. I’m finding it quite hard to imagine, but this is what they said happened: it had been very rainy that day, so when he drove along quite a lot of rain got in through the open door, so much, in fact, that the bus was ‘flooded’ and could no longer be used.

4. Accidents 7, 6 and 5 have all been related to Bath’s double length orange buses, ones which I believe must be hard to drive. Here’s a fourth orange bus accident: The bus driver accidentally steered a little sharply, so he went into a turning at the wrong angle. But that’s not really a problem right? He can just reverse, straighten and go! So he started reversing, but he went a little too far and hit (rather powerfully I might add) the car behind.

3. Still, everyone has minor collisions on the road every now and then right? The busman either didn’t care or didn’t notice, and off he drove, ready to continue to journey… Except that he made another critical error and drove straight onto the pavement, almost hitting the wall. On the bright side, at least that means I get two things for this list out of one bus ride!

2. To get to Bath Spa University you have to drive down a rather long and narrow road and, since there’s a bus stop there, several buses drive down it throughout the day. As you would expect, when two buses heading in opposite directions head down the narrow road, certain problems can arise. Obviously, what they always do is reverse, pull over and give the other bus plenty of room. Heh heh, no, they didn’t do that one time I was on there, instead they just decided to drive past each other very slowly, scraping and tearing at the other’s bodywork as they did. Both of the buses were very badly scraped by this incident, and both busmen were quite angry. So after waiting while the buses rubbed each other, the drivers decided to prolong this inconvenience by going outside an arguing with each other for a while… But they didn’t (as many of the other commuters had hoped) have a fight.

1. When you’re riding on a bus, the main thing you want is to be safe right? Well, rest assured, you will be. While waiting at the bus station one day a bus mechanic was doing some work on a bus (the bus I’d be riding home on to be precise). Obviously the bus was being problematic because, after several minutes of tinkering, the mechanic kicked the bus. This kick triggered the buses defence mechanisms to start up: a large alarm went off along with a loud looping female voice which said “Warning, this bus is under attack, please dial 999”. So now you can be assured that, if an unarmed terrorist tries to destroy society one bus at a time, this handy alarm will go off and a good natured soul will save you from them by phoning the police.

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Pig Picture

I had a particularly boring and unimportant lecture the other day, so I decided to do some sketching on Microsoft Paint. This is the result.
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In Defence of Star Trek

Several months ago, a good friend of mine lent me a series of Star Trek: The Next Generation, I knew Patrick Stewart was in it, but that’s about all I knew. Quite frankly I was a little sceptical that I’d actually enjoy it, I’d seen a few episodes of the original Star Trek a long time ago and I remembered not having been very impressed, plus there was the show’s reputation as being that really nerdy thing which only sci-fi nerds watch.
    When I did watch it though, I began to really enjoy it and have since seen several of the Star Trek films and am soon going to try the Deep Space 9 series. What today’s entry is about, is not having the same mind frame I had about Star Trek, in others words, not thinking “I won’t like that, it’s too nerdy”. In my case, though it did stem from having seen some episodes when I was younger, it was an extremely hypocritical stance to take, I was basically thinking that Star Trek was too nerdy, but Doctor Who, The Legend of Zelda, Back to the Future, Torchwood, Donkey Kong Country, and all of the other ‘nerdy’ things I like, were not.
    It’s the idea that some series are only enjoyable to huge, stereotypical nerds is entirely wrong. Stereotypical nerds don’t even exist; there are just varieties of people who like varieties of things. Even if you might like to think that you’re above enjoying any of the things I’ve mentioned in this entry, think about some of your own personal favourites, I’m quite confident that at least one of them will fall quite neatly into the ‘nerdy’ category and be something which somebody wouldn’t watch, just in case they turn into a nerd.

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Dalfino Madrigal Keyte- White Blank Page

Here’s an extra video for today. My good friend Dalfino has uploaded a new song onto YouTube, so here it is. This, I think, is his best yet, it’s a very good, passionate piece of work. I hope you’ll enjoy it and I’m sure you will.
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Nothing is Bad

Have you ever noticed that, however how much you might dislike something, there are always a large number of people who think that same thing is really, really good? I mean, for just a few personal examples, I’ve never really liked dub step music, but there are a large number of people who seem to enjoy listening to it. I don’t particularly like the Call of Duty video game series, but, due to its large popularity, there are now at least seven entries in that series. Meanwhile, on the opposite side of this metaphorical coin, I might be quite a big fan of Doctor Who, the Sherlock Holmes stories and The Waltons, but I’ll always be able to find some people who don’t find any enjoyment in these three things at all.
    It seems to me then, that since seemingly every piece of art which is created will have both a number of people who absolutely love it and a number of people who really rather dislike it. So I conclude that no art is bad, if you think something is bad, then you’re the wrong audience to enjoy it. This little piece of information is something which, I hope, will give some comfort to friends of mine who are fellow writers, who, usually it seems, consider their work to be quite bad. If everyone has said your work is bad you just haven’t found the right people to read it yet.
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Wonderful Writing Website

_ For Creative Writing coursework I’ve made a website for pieces of writing by amateur authors. So far there are only three pieces of writing (by three different writers, including myself) here’s a link to it, please visit it and feel free to contribute your own pieces!

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Richard and Falon

_ Recently, I’ve decided to take a risk and use the website Omegle again. Initially I was rather cautious, my previous visits had all lead to rather unpleasant occurrences, so for some time I’d avoided going back. But, a couple of weeks ago, I returned to this website, and I must say, it seems to be a somewhat reformed community. I’ll admit, I did bump into a couple of rather… ‘explicit’ people, but I won’t bother writing that up here because I’ve already written about some of my Omegle misadventures in the past and this would be more of the same. What I am going to tell you about though are two very nice people I met on there, one named Richard, another named Falon.
    Richard (a man aged either 28 or 34… I have both numbers floating around in my memory, but both of them may be wrong) spoke to me for quite a while indeed. He told me about his job and his life and kindly gave me some advice, based on his experiences at my age. Turns out he also happened to like Doctor Who, which is always a nice conversation topic. What was specifically noteworthy about Richard is the fact that he’s a male on Omegle who wasn’t secretly some weirdo searching for unsuspecting teenage girls.
    On the subject of teenage girls, we come to Falon, a 13 year-old girl who I also spoke to for quite a while. It was very interesting to talk to her actually, because she was the daughter of a man who had a job in the army and so had lived in many places across the world. It was very interesting to learn about her life, which was vastly different from my own. I guess she also proves that travel does broaden the mind, because she seemed to be rather intelligent for a 13 year-old.
    But yes, I thought I’d just tell you about Richard and Falon to show that the internet isn’t only full of crazy perverts. Also, I just realised, I gave each of them a link to my blog… I wonder if they still read it now? If either of you are, please leave a comment 😀

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